I don’t hate anyone who’s been toxic to me anymore. Any past relationship or friendship, I’m over holding grudges or resentment. What’s the point? It only holds me back from kindness and compassion that could fill that small space of hate inside. To those who things didn’t work out with, if you’re reading this for some reason, I hope you’re doing well and I hope you’ve changed in a positive way. However, I’ve burned my bridges so I can’t go back, so I wish you well - but let’s stay in our own worlds and not reconnect, it’s better that way, we don’t need to speak. Our past is the past where it should remain. -

I’ve always been different, but I’ve always tried to be kind, genuine, and strong. Sometimes my style and the way I present myself and the way I live my life rubs people the wrong way. But I never mean any harm, I truly want to give and receive joy at this point in my life. I’m a weirdo, but I’m in tune with myself and always know what I want. -